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I think this article headline/title is ironic since we tried to go to the acclaimed Green Russell on Wednesday night and received the most pretentious service at the door I've ever had in town. I understand that GR is incredibly popular right now, but I felt like I was being questioned and denied access at a Vegas hot spot or something. (I must say, we were all Colorado-chic dressed, late twenties and thirties small group having just come from a nice business dinner across the street--not like we were a group of giggling 21 year olds).
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